She was peeking out through the drapes and noticed how handsome he was. He was tall, with black hair combed straight back. His clothes were loose but ...he could tell from the way he moved that he was well muscled. Actually he and Beth made a very good match visually and physically. Beth was tall herself, and had a dancer's legs. Her hair was raven colored and fell in waves to her shoulders. She had kept in shape the past few years by walking and doing some weights, while Tom had let himself go.. At home?”Home? My van?I dare say you’re wondering what’s wrong with me. Some might understand reluctance to have sex with a young woman who admitted to a history of prostitution, but in all honesty that was only a part. I suppose some might wonder about said young woman seeking to live in a motorhome with a man she’d only met that morning. Well, I wondered that, too. But I wasn’t complaining. She was easy on the eye, if not centrefold gorgeous.No. Somewhere deep inside I understood that there. She goes back to cleaning his cock as I drop to my knees behind her, spread the cheeks of her delicious butt & like a starving a****l attack her just fucked swollen pussy with my mouth, my tongue going in as far as it can feasting on the juices of the 3 of us, I can feel her building almost immediately, I'm swallowing my cum, his cum its just flowing out of her, shes getting closer & closer. I reach up & gently pull at her hood piercing "FUCK", shes stopped sucking his cock & I ready myself for. 'No buts Sissy, DO IT! And for that I will have Master John give you a demerit'Shit, that was the last thing I needed knowing that the demerit would mean I would have to do something to feminise myself. Following last weeks demerits, I had been made to go into a salon and have my belly button pierced, a tattoo above my 'clitty' saying 'Sissy Slut' and to have my eyebrows shaped. Already people were starting to whisper behind my back at work.So I stepped out of my shoes and took off my trousers.